“Larisa, watch your words! Remember, we still need Natasya for our future,” Roby whispered, reminding her.“Calm yourself, Larisa. Leave everything to God. Let Him deliver justice if she truly is the culprit,” Camila said wisely.Behind her concerned expression, Camila let out a quiet sigh of relief, her plan had gone smoothly without a hitch.That morning, while everyone was busy handling the funeral arrangements, she had slipped back home and destroyed the CCTV hard drive in the study.She was indeed grieving the loss of Gaby, her granddaughter.But Camila loved herself more.She had no intention of going to prison just because her poison had hit the wrong target.**That night, in the grand house, the atmosphere felt tense and chilling—just like its owner.Natasya sat in the living room, waiting for Roby, who had just returned after escorting Larisa to her room to rest.“Come in,
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